Qi Mingyue listened quietly for a long time, then suddenly said, "None of them are correct."
She pointed to the map: "The barbarians will surely pass through Black Wind Gorge. This place is treacherous and suitable for an ambush." She then pointed to the military tally: "General Li will lead the main force to meet the enemy, while Miss Lin will flank them and cut off their supply lines."
The generals were stunned. This tactic was extremely audacious; a slight misstep could lead to total defeat.
“Miss…” General Li hesitated, “It’s too risky.”
Qi Mingyue took out Yao Xiuyan's sword: "The Crown Prince gave me the order before he left: In times of emergency, I have the authority to make decisions."
The sword flashed like snow, and the generals stood in solemn silence.
Following the plan, a great victory was indeed achieved. The barbarian tribes retreated a hundred miles, and the borderlands rejoiced.
At the victory celebration banquet, General Li toasted, "Miss, your military strategy is truly divine!"
Qi Mingyue replied, "It's not that I'm a master strategist, but that I know myself and my enemy." She unfolded the blood-stained sheepskin, "This intelligence is the true hero."
Little Ya's father was carried up, and all the generals offered him a toast. Qi Mingyue personally bandaged his wounds, saying, "A hero should be like this."
Afterwards, Lin Qiuyan asked, "Did you really believe that sheepskin?"
Qi Mingyue shook her head: "I don't believe it completely."
"Then why..."
"But trust him." Qi Mingyue looked into the distance. "Trust the intelligence he risked his life to deliver, and trust the courage of the soldiers on the frontier."
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Yao Xiuyan wrote a letter after recovering from his injuries, his handwriting weak but gratified: "I am overjoyed to hear of the great victory at the border. My Mingyue is now able to stand alone."
Enclosed with the letter was a box of seeds, with a note: "Found in Dunhuang, may spring come early to the border."
Qi Mingyue distributed the seeds to the various military settlements. Soldiers and civilians eagerly planted them, and greenery appeared within the pass.
She kept the pear seedlings and planted them in front of the window of the other courtyard.
"Why only grow pears?" Lin Qiuyan asked, puzzled.
“Brother Xiuyan said,” Qi Mingyue chuckled, “that he will come back when the pear blossoms bloom.”
The two stood side by side, watching the new buds break through the soil. The wind at the border was still biting, but it had already carried a hint of warmth.
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